I love anything that has to do with movies and movie hopping (one of my many talents). So it’s obvious Sundance Film Festival remains a new favorite time of year. It’s that mental escape of sitting in a theatre in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by mountains and snow, that is just so rare and amazing. It’s so un-Hollywood that it’s even more sparkly. It’s so removed, your mind easily becomes part of the film. You never know if you’ll leave the theatre in tears, or still laughing…all the way to the local pub. Our Canada Goose team and I were definitely bursting into tears of laughter most of the time. Our fart jokes were by the far the best in town #AskAnyoneWhoKnows (still can’t get over our hashtag). But that is sort of what happens when you stick a bunch of amazing goofs in one house perched high on the hill, one traveling van (with no radio signal), seated in front of bottles of wine (at all times). There was indeed something in that clean and crisp winter air Park City, Utah. I miss you so!